The Scorpio Skyy (BLP Signs of Love Book 16)

by Tracy Gray

Got to get better at not letting what I’m thinking show on my face. That “blank stare” thing keeps eluding me.

As a Scorpio woman, the way my jealousy and possessive nature were set up, the entire school would’ve felt me acting up. I probably would have been tried as an adult and convicted for the crimes I committed.

But when it came to sharing her heart with somebody that might not be worthy, she was scared shitless.

I had nothing but patience, but I had to admit that my patience was waning. I wanted my girl.

Skyy and I agreed back on T.A.M.U.’s campus that if we got to be thirty years old, and weren’t otherwise entangled, we would see what was up with each other.

There was always a piece of my heart that they couldn’t have, because it belonged to Skyy.

Just the way it’s supposed to? You gotta do better than that. I need one of those God is about to blow your mind type prayers.

“Lord God, as your child Jaxxon embarks on this new path you have set before him of moving to Chicago, playing for the Coyotes, and reuniting with the only woman he’s ever truly been smitten with, may Your favor fall upon him. May You rain down unprecedented blessings on him, the team, the town, and his union with Skyy. In Your holy name we pray, amen. “Amen.”

He calls me Home . . . because I’m his home. You know, as in home is where the heart is?”

“Slow up.” I interrupted her. “You’re getting mad and frustrated for no reason.” “Nothing is ever serious to you⁠—” “Everything regarding you is serious to me, Home.

“I’ll do all the things, Jay. Skyy House-McKissick, Home of Jaxxon McKissick.”

Anyway, we’d both grown up. We’d chosen each other. We broke the kiss. “Till the wheels fall off,” he whispered, a smile on his face that lit up his chocolate brown eyes.

Any deviation from these instructions will be met with corrective action.

This girl was making a simp out of me and didn’t even know it.

Thank you for being so patient with me. Thank you for not writing me off.”

You mean the fucking world to me.” I kissed her lips. “You’re my love of the lifetime.”

I felt the love, Home. I felt the homage.

“Home is where my heart is.” She softly kissed my lips. “I know.”

I was nervous. Thank you for waiting on me. Thank you for waiting on me.”

“I didn’t have a choice. You’re my heart.”

I’m not interested in building with nobody but you. You’re my heart. How can I love you this much and you not know it?”